technology loop,

set me free!!!! let me go!!! :D reset, reset, reset

Jan 10 drawing. Started with random brush color, same nesting shape i keep finding, scratches.

Jan 10 drawing. Started with random brush color, same nesting shape i keep finding, scratches.

Jan 9 drawing, started with background color not interested in, experimental scratches

Jan 9 drawing, started with background color not interested in, experimental scratches

Jan 7 drawing a day, couldn’t stop messing with it

Jan 7 drawing a day, couldn’t stop messing with it

Drawing a Day, Jan 7. will post to flickr group once i figure out how to from this device.

Drawing a Day, Jan 7. will post to flickr group once i figure out how to from this device.

Drawing a day: Jan 6 (nevermind that it’s 1/7, I’m still awake fr 1/6)

Drawing a day: Jan 6 (nevermind that it’s 1/7, I’m still awake fr 1/6)

Drawing a Day
Jan 5, 2012

Drawing a Day

Jan 5, 2012

“And then I went” 17 x 22 encaustic on panel
Maritza Ruiz-Kim
September 2011

“And then I went” 17 x 22 encaustic on panel

Maritza Ruiz-Kim

September 2011

Keep going #within

An unspoken truth doesn’t cease to exist. It doesn’t disappear into the background,
It isn’t irrelevant.
It’s the frightened surface of the lightning rod, silent and waiting for the charge.
– written by me, this summer

http://maritzaruizkim.com/mrk_bloggish.html

Writing

Writing

What’s enough

What’s enough is what I’ve already given you,
This is already more than I have, and you don’t stop
Don’t stop this asking and I can’t stop this asking,
And what you want is already more than I have,
I can’t I can’t is what I have, and you want more of it.
This is how you leave me, no I’m not yours but you take me
Until you’re done, and I’m done, and I never was meant to
Live through this, I never was meant to survive but you keep
Wanting and you eat and there’s not enough and I am the feast, I am the feast.

-mrk

June ‘11

(I think I see mine on upper left on the wall!… 5 of them…)
hyperallergic:

 
Tonight, our exhibition, Presents: Three Months of Mail Art for Hyperallergic HQ, opens with contributions from 119 artists from dozens of countries around the world.
The accompanying zine catalogue is now available for purchase in the Hyperallergic Shop. All zines MUST be mailed to you … nope, you can’t pick ‘em up — it is a mail art show after all.

(I think I see mine on upper left on the wall!… 5 of them…)

hyperallergic:

Tonight, our exhibition, Presents: Three Months of Mail Art for Hyperallergic HQ, opens with contributions from 119 artists from dozens of countries around the world.

The accompanying zine catalogue is now available for purchase in the Hyperallergic Shop. All zines MUST be mailed to you … nope, you can’t pick ‘em up — it is a mail art show after all.

Here
(this is the headquarters of Google.)
(one of the snapshots connected to my work sent to Hyperallergic HQ, the mail art thing.)

Here

(this is the headquarters of Google.)

(one of the snapshots connected to my work sent to Hyperallergic HQ, the mail art thing.)

Title: There isn’t a H 9.5” x W 12” x D 2.5” wax, resin, nails, silk tissue, oil, acrylic, string on boxed panel

Title: There isn’t a
H 9.5” x W 12” x D 2.5”
wax, resin, nails, silk tissue, oil, acrylic, string on boxed panel

One sunflower seed per completed day since #AiWeiwei #aiww was detained in China. 24 days in captivity, very nearly 25. (He was seized at 8:04 am April 3, local time Beijing via @Platea.) It’s not my intention to lessen the impact of the # of seeds representing each hour that has since passed. I lose track of the hours, I can’t comprehend them. The number of international, national, and personal news items happening this winter & spring has been a series of destabilizing waves, and as I’ve said before, I have felt suspended in my observation and helplessness. This jar has been hanging in my studio for about two years. It seemed to be waiting for this.

One sunflower seed per completed day since #AiWeiwei #aiww was detained in China. 24 days in captivity, very nearly 25. (He was seized at 8:04 am April 3, local time Beijing via @Platea.) It’s not my intention to lessen the impact of the # of seeds representing each hour that has since passed. I lose track of the hours, I can’t comprehend them. The number of international, national, and personal news items happening this winter & spring has been a series of destabilizing waves, and as I’ve said before, I have felt suspended in my observation and helplessness. This jar has been hanging in my studio for about two years. It seemed to be waiting for this.